Page 119 of Unwrapping Romance

Picking it back up, I opened it and saw a small box sitting inside. Pulling it out, Jack took it from my hand before I could open it. He went from a sitting position to one knee and grabbed my hand. My heart started racing.

“From the moment you walked into my office, I knew you were special. I had never known what love was until I met you, Sierra. You have completely changed me, and I want to spendthe rest of my life with you.” He flipped open the lid. “Will you marry me, Sierra Knight?”

I stared at the gorgeous diamond, and tears sprung to my eyes.

“Yes, Jack. Yes, I’ll marry you!”

He took the ring and placed it on my finger as Ellie stared at us.

“She said yes, Ellie!” Jack exclaimed as we stood up. He spun me around, smashing his mouth into mine. “I love you so much, sweetheart.”

“I love you more.” I grinned.

One Year Later

Jack and I were married on December 1stwith a beautiful ceremony and reception. We wanted to get married around the holidays since it had become our new favorite season. All of our family and friends joined and celebrated with us in the grand ballroom of The Pierre, which was elegantly decorated with Christmas décor serving as our backdrop.

I was no longer Jack’s assistant. He gave me the option of either staying and working for him or staying home with Ellie. It was easier to stay home, so we didn’t have to hire a nanny. Jack hired a private chef to come to the house and give me cooking lessons. I never knew I’d find a passion in cooking. I loved it so much that I cooked almost every night.

Jack and his father rebuilt their relationship, and so did my mother and me. Within a year, our lives had changed drastically. We both went from despising the holidays to looking forward to them more than anything.

Jack hadn’t heard from Claire in a year, and Ellie had stopped asking about her. She now considered me her mother and called me mom, which warmed my heart and brought me so much happiness. Both Jack’s father and my mother made up for not being around when Jack and I were kids by spoiling their granddaughter rotten.

One Year Later

December 5th

Jack

“Come on, sweetheart. You can do it. One more push.”

“I can’t, Jack.” Sierra fell back on the bed. “I can’t.”

After twenty-four hours of labor, my wife was exhausted.

“Sierra, I promise. One more big push, and it’ll all be over,” her doctor said.

Helping her up, I held onto her. “You can do this, sweetheart.”

She gave every bit of her last energy, and I watched my son be born. His soft cries were music to my ears.

“He’s beautiful, Sierra.” Tears formed in my eyes.

“Here you go, Dad. Cut the cord.” The doctor handed me the scissors.

Leaning over, I held her as our son lay on her chest.

“He looks like you, Jack.”

I proudly smiled because I could see it. After the nurses took him and cleaned him up, they handed him to Sierra. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at him.

“Another holiday miracle.” My thumb stroked his little head. I leaned over and kissed Sierra. “Thank you for giving me the best Christmas gift of all. I love you.”

“I love you more.” She smiled.

“I’m going to tell everyone he’s here. I’ll be right back.” I walked into the waiting room, and our family and friends stood from their chairs.

“Alexander Theodore Atlas is here.” I grinned.

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